She is not supposed to bring Micaiah to this last. ("It might be different if you'd married him, but right now he's just... an affection, and they would be offended if you brought him uninvited," explains Thomas, the angel who liases most with the Manadavvi at the Eyrie.) She misses him more than expected while she's gone, and flies home inadvisably fast and collapses into his arms with exhaustion when she returns.
Shell Bell and Sherlock have been friendly but not interfering; they've set up some sort of home base invisibly on the tippy-top of the mountain peak that houses the Eyrie. They are not staying in Angela's quarters. They are not present for her to be embarrassed by, when the next morning, having slept in her flying leathers and barely sated the absence of Micaiah that bothered her in the Manadavvi house, she kisses him with a bit more intensity than usual.
Angela bites her lip experimentally, and produces a triangle: white with speckles, just like her wings. She grins at it. She wishes her hair untangled from the flight and giggles when the triangle disappears.
His very first square is the colour of a very active Kiss.
Laughing, he turns to Angela and kisses her.
Shell Bell privately passes along to Angela the emergency mint-containment protocol that Stella invented - the anti-coin envelope around the skin - and, aloud, explains the design of the standard coin bandolier - "But I'm not sure how that will work with the wings."
"I can have the belt part," says Angela. "And if it gets too long, I can twist it in front and put my head through it, and it won't foul up my wings at all."
Angela grins back and then launches without preamble into the soaring solo from the Magnificat. She can't sing through the whole of it - she can only cover about half the range - but she can do this bit.
He quickly accumulates a pile of coins in the circle of his arms: pentagons, with a hex or two every time she hits an especially gorgeous note.
[You can sing pentagons and hexes out of him,] Bell remarks, silently so as not to interfere with the gorgeous music. [That is cool.]
"It's the Kiss in his arm," she says. "It gets one's attention when one has found one's true love. Most especially when there's singing. Mine doesn't hurt, but Jovah knows who this one's attached to." She taps the swirling crystal in Micaiah's arm.
And now that his nice new coins are all on his nice new bandolier, Micaiah has his arms free to hug her! So he does.
[Do you have any more specific guesses than I do about why Alleluia would talk like that to Jovah?] Shell Bell asks Sherlock.
[Hm. Oh well.] "Back to the Eyrie?" Shell Bell asks aloud. "You could teleport there, now."
"But I told Serah where I was going and so no one will expect me back for another three hours. Besides, I like to fly, and I might pass something that needs doing," Angela laughs, still giddy with new power. "Thank you again - thank you so much, both of you, for being patient until I had my answer, for giving me the coins -"
Angela blushes and picks up Micaiah again, but then pauses before taking off. "Unless you'd like to fly by yourself?" she asks him.
"I like it when you fly me," he says, curling up happily in her arms. "Do you like flying me?"
And she runs lightly down the hill and air catches her under her wings and she flies.
[If you want to go home now, you can,] she tells Sherlock and Shell Bell.